It had been two days since his daughter was killed no murdered and there was nothing he could do about it. Nothing.
He felt useless and he was because he could not do a thing.
His wife was still currently in London trying to make her way back but her flight was cancelled and she was stranded. He felt alone and there was no one he could talk to.
Conan did come and visit him but it was like the boy was in a trance, like he was in trance. He was barely able to communicate with anyone he was barely talking back or looking anyone in the eye.
The doctors said he was in shock and he believed them. He did not want to upset the boy any further so he told him he wanted to be left alone. But thinking about it he would rather have him here right now.
Ran`s murderer was killed by a Police man but no one would have sat who it was and why it happened.
The FBI was working on the case again so everyone knew the link and it was linked back to that night of the 'Blood Heist'.
He was getting visions of that night and began to picture his daughter. There in the church lying on the floor dying in pain alone.
There were no witnesses or nothing.
The case was closed but it just felt morbid.
He wanted to forget everything and quick just make it go away. He wanted the pain to go away.
H ran down to the shop that just opened so no one would recognize him and he bought what he needed and made his way home.
And that was the night that Mouri Kogoro drank himself to death.
With every drop, he felt closer and happier.
He felt closer to his daughter.
He started to forget every horrible thing that happened in his life and this made him smile.
He cried with every drink.
He just wanted to forget.
He started to lose his vision.
He was starting to fall asleep.
He could feel cold but was comforted by it.
He was slipping furtherer.
He was starting to see visions of his daughter.
He realized that he was dying.
But he was happy because he would get to see his daughter again.
He knocked down the bottle he could see the glass in his hand and the blood coming from it.
He could no longer see.
But he could smell and taste the smell of alcohol and blood.
He was dying and he knew it and there was nothing that could save him now.
He started slipping furtherer.
Then he started to see the truth as he could see the flash of light.
He was realizing the truth about Conan and Shinichi
This was his last thought as he was now smiling.
"The bastard better avenge my daughter" he said.
He could see that he truly loved her and see loved him.
Seeing a picture of the blood pool.
His daughter did not die alone.
He would leave everything to Kudo Shinichi.
He believed in him.
He loved him like a son.
He respected him.
He knew that his life was better because of him and he would be dead already if it was not for him.
His daughter would have come home to find him dead lying on the floor with a bottle of beer lying in his hand. He was glad she did not have to go through with that.
And that he was going to be with her.
His regretted treating him so badly and wished they had gotten together.
And maybe just maybe everything would have been alright.
He blamed himself.
He was nothing more than a chain smoking, alcoholic drunk and gambling fool.
But he was a puppet and he was able to do something with his life.
He closed his eyes and pictured his daughter.
He was now dead.
He was found the next day by his wife Eri.
She cried for the two people she loved as they were buried together knowing that her husband would want this.
I WAS ALWAYS PLANNING TO KILL RAN JUST HAD TO THINK OF A SHOCKING WAY.